non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening My attic turns into an underground lab where a large team of crazy people are doing experiments with different gases. I have a little room in there, don't know why, but I leave when I start to see that their gas containers are not containing the gases and many different ones are escaping. A few are affecting the scientists and technicians minds, they laugh and make even more mistakes. I get as far away as possible, but there is a huge underground explosion that affects the entire city nearby. The gas spreads though the subway tunnels and the hole city implodes. The floor underneath me also sinks, but I am fine. I am hostage and being exploited for prostitution, but an elite ring of prostitution. We are drugged with a blue liquid and mentally enslaved. There's a new virgin girl of only 16 years old being sold for a million. I get a nice girl as a client, we talk a lot, she tells me all she knows about the whole scheme and how she is trying to rescue us, buy she paid for me and has to keep the cover, so we have some kisses and cuddles. Meanwhile, a black girl has some kind of small explosives and tries to kill her client. She is punished in front of me and maybe killed when they take her away. My dog Hachi is lose and fighting a wolf on the neighbor's land. A couple of men get in the scene before I do, he runs away and the wolf disappears. I look for him, the men tell me he is hurt. I find him kind of lost in the nearest town, I call his name and he sees me but keeps wandering around for a while. Then he becomes a man, a pretty sexy guy with long hair, a bit scruffy. He finally lets me approach him. I see he has blood in his arms and a couple of horrible bites. I tell him he has to go to the hospital or some clinic and we look for it. I hold him tight, very protective of this big man and feeling very attracted to him, but he is my dog and very innocently he calls me mom and I feel awkward.
I am outside somewhere. It seems dim or dark. It’s almost like I am watching this scene, as opposed to in it. There is a horse, and the horse is pulling a cart or something. There’s someone on the cart, directly behind the horse. I now watch as the horse begins to give birth. Once the foal is birthed, the scene (and me too?) rises into the night sky. Something slowly changes into an image of a rabbit/rabbits. (*this scene is oddly psychedelic and definitely inspired by the little bit of Watership I watched last night). Now I am laying in bed or asleep. There are OBE sensations for a while, until I open my eyes. There is something slightly different, either the scene or my perception. I know that this is an OBE or a dream state. I walk out of the room and into the dark kitchen, where I see on the oven that it is 1am. I then make my way to the front door and open it. It is night, but with the illumination that comes with heavy snowfall. There are a few inches on the ground (*just like in real life) and it is still coming down. I walk out on the dry strip under the roof’s protrusion. I have the notion to rise up into the air, but when I try I cannot. Now, I think I wake up in bed.
I am with Melissa on top of what seems to be a pile of toy boxes. They seem to be of different sizes but still arranged more or less in a large rectangle. I don’t think it’s that tall, but it feels like we’re high up. It should also be much more unsteady than it feels; I can feel the boxes move slightly apart but stay together. Some or one of the toys is talking to us. We seem to be held hostage or otherwise in some sort of altercation. I let it keep talking as I slowly slide off the side. I grab two pocket knives and give the thinner one to Melissa. I worry about it being too thin and therefor easy to slip in her hand. I then use my pocket knife to puncture a box (and the chest of the toy inside?). I think the one puncture should be enough. There’s also large teddy bear? I think I stab it once also. It is just the skin of a teddy bear, almost human sized, laying flaccid over some boxes. I’m not sure if it’s really ‘dead’ or just feigning.
This was non lucid but vivid. My sister who is now 50 was young and so was I. She maliciously tore a poster on my wall. I start yelling about this being the second time. The image of her tearing it replayed in the middle. She said something to push my buttons and I was in a rage.I felt like pushing her hard, but controlled myself sort of. I used my knuckles and rapped on the top of her skull twice, about as hard as knocking on a door. I then left. Now 2 female DCs are following me and yelling for the police. I told them all I did was knock on her head and it could not have her her much. One of them joyfully said she had been recording me admitting I did it. The dream faded. I woke up angry. I did have problems with my much bigger sister picking on me, but that was long, long ago. I love and respect my sister and enjoy spending time with her. Very odd that feelings from childhood came out in the dream.
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